I want to stop laughing at the male model who fell over during the Newport Beach Film Festival fashion show (which for some reason exists, and is called "Fashion Island," which sounds like the name of a bad reality TV show, I'm thinking Stylista-cum-Temptation Island bad), but I just can't. Maybe it's that smug,…

Modeling was my first job, and is to date the one I've held the longest. My final stint, which started in Paris and wound through cities almost too numerous to mention, spanned almost two years. Then, this summer, I quit.

Someone at Singapore L'Officiel has a gloriously twisted sense of humor. An editorial called "Balancing Act" spoofs the runway falls that have become ubiquitous over these last few seasons, as shoes have climbed skywards.

Before fashion week, there were reams of stories offering dismal outlooks on the party scene. Nobody was having an after party. Nothing would be the same. The Economy. Etc. I haven't found this the case.

I was talking with some non-fashion people recently when one asked, "So. This 'Financial Crisis.' Does it affect anyone? Really?" Then I thought how slow the major cities have been since, oh, precisely last September.

In the spring of 1996, Italian Vogue cover model Wallis Franken stepped from her kitchen windowsill and fell to her death on the cobblestones below. Was her husband, the volatile designer Claude Montana, involved?

I realize I use these column inches more often than not to write about the drawbacks of being a model — the situations and encounters that make me feel, as casting superagent James Scully said earlier this summer, "Like [a] greyhound we plan to shoot after a race." Today is a little different.

September Vogue jumps out on the news stand for all the wrong reasons. On her fourth cover in three years, Keira Knightley's hair looks reminiscent of a baby primate (though not in a cute way), her pose is all wrong for the Balenciaga she's wearing, and her expression has a whiff of self-consciousness and striverdom…

September's Marie Claire does this one thing that immediately endears me to its cause: the mag identifies the models in its three 10-page fashion stories! Each girl gets a teensy little Q&A - kind of like the ones in Playboy that tell you curvaceous Kristy's favorite color and college major - wherein we learn that…

With a slender 27 pages of fashion editorial, this September's Allure doesn't break any records (not that my shoulders didn't appreciate the reprieve; lugging these monstrous issues on the subway sucks). After the jump, I parse the modeling in the baby of the fall ladymag litter: Julia Stegner almost falls off a…

11 whopping fashion stories crowd the September Harper's Bazaar, counting the wacky Obama-themed Tyra story and the token "goofy" story that has become the magazine's signature. (This month, Bazaar editors asked designers to pose, with models, as a character of their choosing - Michael Kors picked Jimmy Stewart in …

American Vogue’s online reality series, Model.Live, unveiled its first episode today, and I’m sad to report that it’s not the irretrievably tacky, so-bad-it’s-good, corporate-sponsored suckfest I was hoping it would be. (Hoping? I am a mean-spirited person.) The series — which, at $3 million (or around $31,000 a…

The news that fashion models will not be required to pass health checks before working in London Fashion Week got me thinking about the perennial skinny models issue. You know, the size zero conspiracy my cohorts and I cooked up. (True story: we were totally just trying to found a diet support group, but then this…

Tatiana, our favorite anonymous fashion model, has got her long-fingered, well-manicured hands on the not-so-svelte September issues of our "favorite" ladymags. One day after digging into that horrendous Philip Nobel piece, Tatiana trains her eye on the fashion editorials in the newest issue of Elle...and gets annoyed…

Tatiana, our favorite anonymous fashion model, has got her long-fingered, well-manicured hands on the not-so-svelte September issues of our "favorite" ladymags. Below, Tatiana trains her model's eye on the fashion editorials in the newest issue of Glamour...and finds a lot to be encouraged by.

Don't hate Tatiana because she's beautiful.* It's summer and she, mere mortal like the rest of us, has invested an excruciating number of its precious hours in the courtship of a dude who turned out to be a total dick! And just in time for her agency to step in and remind her she is officially "fat" by the standards…